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fandom_clinic2007-01-03 09:26 pm
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FTEC, Wednesday Night, 3 January
Last night, Natalie made herself busy in the lab, careful not to disturb Dr. Wilson's visitors. Tonight, she was sitting at the front desk, watching-but-not-watching The Final Warrior on American Movie Classics. She wondered when they started showing commercials. And, if she was honest with herself, she was definitely trying to avoid the angel. Yes, she had treated him. No, they weren't out to kill each other. Despite this, she still felt decidedly awkward.
But she still had a job to do.
Damn it.
Putting down the remote, she headed for the first exam room, the good doctor's medical chart in hand.
After checking on her lone patient, she embedded herself in the lab. She really needed a better coping mechanism...
But she still had a job to do.
Damn it.
Putting down the remote, she headed for the first exam room, the good doctor's medical chart in hand.
After checking on her lone patient, she embedded herself in the lab. She really needed a better coping mechanism...